[She doesn't push him away, so his arms tighten around her shoulders as she falls in, tucking her against the chest he knew provided some refuge, somehow. His heart was already breaking but if it hadn't been, the wracking of her sobs against him would. How many of these wails had he heard now? Raylan couldn't help but think of Klaus, wailing like a banshee on the beach over Five's body.
How many more would he hear? How much more death? When would his wails join hers?
As it was, he was trying and failing to keep the tears out of his own eyes, but he refused to let them fall.]
There's home. You remember home? Whatever that looked like for you, don't you want to go back to that? Life before this hellish place?
they're hurting me help
How many more would he hear? How much more death? When would his wails join hers?
As it was, he was trying and failing to keep the tears out of his own eyes, but he refused to let them fall.]
There's home. You remember home? Whatever that looked like for you, don't you want to go back to that? Life before this hellish place?